Panel 1: Dirty Urban streets of Delvon City.
A young man crouched and slumped along side a Dumpster, dirty and riddled with number of cuts and bruises, with a wild ferocity about him, lays asleep. He winces in fevered dreaming.
Panel 2:Flash to his dreams
. A man with a deranged look in his eyes stalks a younger version of the young man through a dimly lit house, a liquor bottle in hand.
THE DERANGEED MAN: (muttering to himself) Son of a bitch, Dirty bastard, I’ll teach him. I’ll teach him good.
Panel 3:Flash to reality
The young man cries out and a tear escapes his closed eyelid.
Panel 4:Flash to his dreams
The deranged man tosses the liquor bottle at the boy. It cracks him square in the back of the head and he collapses in a heap.
THE DERANGED MAN: (shouting) where the fuck you think you’re going.
The deranged man flips the boy on his back and lays his weight on the boy’s chest with his muscular arm. With his free hand, he clutches the boy’s face.
Panel 5: Close up the man’s face
THE DERANGED MAN: (slightly louder than a whisper ) Teach him good.